Passion is the key to success in any human aspiration.
Even a good tune will heal until the music slaps the patient.
Let's just all sit down and assume we cracked the pavement,
Until the rest of the ground beneath you moves fast and breaks in.
Life is full of cons for an artist willing to paint the picture.
Easy to cheat the world until your own mistakes have simmered.
You lose sense of true judgement 'til your fate is blistered.
So erase the pixels and place bets when the stakes are bigger.
Francis was glancing at the time when he smothered his canvas,
With the same sounding words his mother once banished.
His opponent sensed the effort and smothered his antics.
Not even Francis could advance when pushed under a transit.
Thought, "I'll log into Red Glare and bring the title home.
Might even battle myself with two flows of a tidal cloned."
Forever left his integrity at the door but let his spinal roam.
Picked at the skeleton in his closet until the final bone.
How about the time that he lost to Cake in a shutout,
When he couldn't convince us he won and labeled us a tough crowd.
It seems now's the time to get chased out and rundown,
Before he walks the thin line between genius and dumbfound.
If you want to take over the league, do it with peace.
Don't start from a scratched tree and loosen the leafs.
Sooner or later you'll lose and here's proof that its me,
I'm the only one to kill a man and still have him groove to the beat.
Francis did everything he could to find home and break-in.
In the end, his guilt backfired as soon as he chose impatience.
You'll get better in time, soon you will feel and know the basics.
Shame how honesty for you was always the road not taken.
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